My story with a female detective (wife and mature adult novel)

After serving in the army for a few years, he was not assigned a job because of his rural household registration, so he was recruited by the district public security bureau to work as a security guard. Because of my excellent shooting and fighting skills acquired in the army, I was retained in the branch office, mainly responsible for the security of the office. Soon, I became the security captain of the office, and my duty was to manage those security guards, so that I didn't have to work in three shifts. The criminal police team of the branch is an independent office building. They gave me a small house with two rooms inside and outside and asked me to live there on the condition that I help them with office security and answer the phone at night. Although it is a bit hard for me, at least I have a place to stay.

She was also single and working in the police station, and her husband was out of town, so we ate in the same cafeteria. At night, when there were no cases, the single men would get together to play tractor racing. I don't know when it started, but the two of us became a definite couple. Even if someone else came first, she would give up her seat because she was very competitive and would always argue with others when she lost. As for me, apart from my card skills, I never argued with others. If she wanted to complain, I would just laugh it off. I don't know when it started, but we put our bowls together when eating in the cafeteria. If she came first, she would help me wash the bowl, and if there was a delicious dish, she would serve me one portion first. Of course, I would do the same. After playing cards in the evening, I was of course the one who tidied up the tables and chairs and cleaned the house. I don't know when it started, but she would help me or wait for me outside the door. She would walk side by side with me, and sometimes we would talk about the card game just now. When she was happy, she would lean against my arms. I don’t know when she started, but she became a frequent visitor to my little room. During breaks, she would often come to my room to chat, and her hearty laughter could often be heard from my room. All this happened naturally and I never dared to think too much about it, because she was a female criminal police officer that many people were intimidated by, and I was a temporary worker.

Summer is here, and the lunch break is longer. Sometimes she doesn't go home to rest, but comes to my room to brag after dinner. Sometimes I don't wash the clothes I changed the day before, and she will help me wash them. Sometimes she will bring her own clothes to work and wash them together with mine at noon. Sometimes she will dry her underwear and mine together. We are like a young couple. Sometimes I don't let her do this, and she asks me why? I told her that others would gossip about her, and she said, "What are you afraid of? Let anyone who wants to talk can do it. I don't care!" This female police officer who was so ferocious in front of others was very docile in front of a temporary worker like me. She was very cute and cuddly, like a little bird. At this time, I seemed to have come to my senses. I started to suffer from insomnia at night. I kept thinking about being with her and asking her to wear a police uniform and have sex with me.

As usual, she came to my room to brag after lunch, and I said, "Would you like to take a break at noon?" She said, "You go to sleep, I'll sit here for a while." I said, "How can that be possible?" I wanted her to sleep on my bed, and I leaned back on a chair, but she refused no matter what. Finally, I slept on the bed, but she moved to the floor instead of my bed. She said the floor was cooler and she also liked to sleep on the floor at home, so I had no choice but to let her do as she pleased. I got up and locked the screen door in front from the inside, but I didn't dare close the wooden door. There were people coming and going in the compound of the government agency. What would people think if a man and a woman locked the door? I put in the screen door and my door looked open from outside. If someone came looking for me, they wouldn't be able to get in immediately. We were in one bed and under the other bed, so close to each other that we could reach each other. I had been sleeping for almost an hour and was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. I asked her why she hadn't fallen asleep yet? But she asked me back, why didn’t you fall asleep? This sentence seemed like a challenge to me. I said, how could I, a grown man, sleep with a beautiful woman like you sleeping next to me? She sneered, "Hey, you still know that you are a man?" These words aroused great desire in me, but I still didn't dare to act rashly. I reached out and tried to touch her hair, she grabbed my hands and pulled them down, I slid down the bed and pressed on her, I leaned forward and kissed her lips, our tongues twisted together and sucked hard. It was hot and we were wearing very little, I lifted her police skirt with my right hand, then pulled down her panties, I didn't have time to look at her below, the feel told me that she was very wet below, no foreplay was needed. . During the whole process, I felt that she was very hungry and very tight inside. It seemed that she had not had sex for a long time. While cleaning up, I asked her, "How long have you not been home?" She snorted and said, going back or not is one thing. I didn't understand what he said, but there was something behind his words. Since I was about to go to work, I didn't dare to ask more questions.

Once an extramarital affair between a man and a woman occurs for the first time. It would be out of control. All we wanted was to find an opportunity to have sex. If we didn't see each other for a day, it would feel like a long time. If we didn't do it for a week, we would feel lost. This made for a really great time. Once I found a small valley on the other side of the mountain behind our unit. There were some rice fields there. The millet was harvested in autumn and straw was piled on the ridges of the fields. I told her it was fun there and she was very interested.

I took her there in the evening, and we sat on the straw pile, hugged, kissed, and sucked each other, counting the stars in the sky. I hugged my beloved woman, and you could tell how happy it was. We chatted about everything under the sun and on the earth, and we hugged each other and did it with all kinds of tenderness and love. When we were tired, we would take a break and then do it again. I asked her, why are you so cruel to people, especially to your colleagues in the team? She said, I am a little girl, living among this group of big men all day long, and they are the kind of people who are greedy for more. If you are not ruthless, you would have been eaten by them long ago, and not even a bone would be left! Oh, so that's how it is.

I asked her, I have met your husband, he is a good man, I heard that you treat him badly, is that true? She said that he had a cowardly character and was incompetent in their sexual life. She couldn't feel anything when she was with him. She sighed and shook her head. In the moonlight, I could see tears in her eyes. I said, was she sick? Is it like this when you get married? She said they had been married for less than a year and hadn’t even had a child yet, but he wasn’t able to do it. I asked him why? Are you asking too much? She said that every time she thrust hard she would ejaculate after just five strokes. Could it be that I have high expectations? I told her that she should have confidence and that it could be cured. She said that she had seen so many doctors and taken so many medicines, including Viagra, but none of them worked. She said that her husband is very concerned about his reputation and must not reveal his secrets, so I don’t go home often. It would be even more uncomfortable to go back home. For the sake of my children, for the superficial home, and to maintain my husband’s self-esteem, I can only do this in my life.

I hugged her tighter. She said that being with you makes her happy every time, but it’s hard for you. I replied that I had never imagined what would happen between us. As long as you treat me this well, I would be content in this life. We hugged each other tighter, thinking of her incompetent husband, and of her being a widow at such a young age. We felt full of strength, and I didn't know how many times we did it, and she didn't know how many times she had orgasmed. We kept doing it until dawn in the east, and then we went our separate ways. The next day, I noticed that her legs were a little unsteady when she walked, so I asked her quietly, and she said that you are so strong that your lower body is swollen.

Her vagina is a little different from that of ordinary women. Her vaginal opening is very tight, but the inside of the opening is relatively loose. After all, she has given birth to a child, so why is the opening so small and tight? Once in her office, it was daytime and there were people next door, so we didn't dare to do it, so I lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties to play with her vagina. I found that her vaginal opening could only accommodate one finger, and it could wrap one finger tightly, so when I had sex with her, my penis was very comfortable when it was clamped by her vaginal opening. I asked her if she had had stitches when giving birth, and she said no, she was born like this.

She is bold by nature, and coupled with the temptation of both sexes, she often does not care about anything for the sake of sex. But it is not easy for me to be a security guard. If I get into trouble, I may lose my job at any time. Besides, I treat her as a younger sister after all, and I have to be responsible for her future and reputation, so I am still cautious in everything. Once, something serious almost happened.

It was a snowy night with very low temperature. I had just washed my feet with hot water and was about to go to bed when someone knocked on the door. I opened the door and saw it was her. She said it was too cold and she didn't want to go back to sleep alone, so she wanted to sleep at my place. I said this was no joke, as someone would come to my place almost every night. What if someone found out? She said, what could happen with such heavy snow? I couldn't persuade her, so I had to let her sleep with me.

Before I went to bed, I took off her shoes. She put all the clothes in the closet and turned off her cell phone. I said, if someone calls your cell phone and it rings at my place, wouldn't it be an admission of guilt? I got into bed naked. You can imagine how cool it must be for a single man to sleep with a naked young woman in his arms in such a cold weather. I told her that if someone came to see me at night, she should put on her clothes and hide in the closet first. She said, don't scare yourself, it's okay. I said you are a criminal police officer, you should have a plan when something happens. She said impatiently, okay, isn't it okay for me to listen to you?

We hugged for a while, and I caressed and kissed her naked body, making her breathless. She gestured that she wanted to penetrate me, and I turned over and pressed on her body, and penetrated her with my hard rod. Before I could thrust, an urgent knock on the door startled us. I whispered, "Maybe someone noticed you coming in and came to catch you cheating." She said, "Be careful, no one saw it." I calmed down and asked, "Who is it?" Then I heard the captain's voice, saying that a murder had occurred and we had to get up and appear on the scene. I answered loudly, "Okay," and whispered to her to get up quickly and hide in the closet first. She could go back to bed and sleep while I took the person away. She was shivering, I didn't know if it was because of the cold or fear. I told her to stay calm and not to make a sound.

After everything was settled, I opened the door and there was only the captain there. He quickly slipped into my room and said it was very cold outside. I had no choice but to let him sit down. He asked me to make a phone call and notify the team members to gather here. I called everyone in the team and reported to the captain. They would all be there soon, except for the female police officer who turned off her phone. The captain said that the team had repeatedly emphasized that people were not allowed to turn off their phones, and that they were not following the rules. People came one after another. Those who came early sat down while others walked around every corner of my room. Some even joked, "It's so cold, why doesn't the captain get a girl to warm his feet?" I had to look inside the house, which really made me feel cold. I thought she must be feeling uncomfortable in the cupboard. The captain spoke and saved me, saying, "Don't make a fuss, let's go first and wait for people while walking. Don't want to mess up the situation if we take too long."

The collapse was very tragic. When they saw the collapse, they forgot everything. The captain quickly divided the work and everyone worked intensely and orderly. Soon the case had a clue and it could be basically determined to be a murder of passion. The man had a woman outside and his wife insisted on not getting a divorce and wanted to report him. He was strangled to death on the bed. The suspect has been controlled. We didn't return to the team until the early morning.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, until it reached the door of my house, then I remembered that there was a beautiful woman sleeping in the room. I didn't let anyone else into my room. Everyone was sleepy, so they went their separate ways. In no time, I took off my clothes and got into bed with the beauty in my arms. She asked me about the case and I told her the truth. After listening, she was silent for a long time and then said that when love is deep, people will lose their reason. Two lives and a family are ruined just like that. People still need to be rational and control their desires.

All good things must come to an end. Not long after, she was transferred to a deputy position in a unit under the same system, which was very close to her husband. Before leaving, we came to that small valley again. She told me that there were rumors about the two of us outside, and the leader was afraid that something would happen to us, so he made arrangements for her in the name of taking care of the relationship between husband and wife. She thanked me for letting her be her enjoyable woman for a while, and hoped that I would do a good job here. If there were opportunities in the future, she would often contact me. We hugged each other and shed tears.